Your heart’s an empty ghost town,
an empty mining camp.
A gold-flecked tunnel poker game
where all the cards are damp.
–Sarah Torribio
See more epigrams by Sarah Torribio HERE
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Your heart’s an empty ghost town,
an empty mining camp.
A gold-flecked tunnel poker game
where all the cards are damp.
–Sarah Torribio
See more epigrams by Sarah Torribio HERE
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